Bringing back memories
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The sight of the worn-down cabin brought back memories for Andrew. He remembered coming here when he was just a young boy, fishing with his grandpa on the banks of the lake. A smile appeared on his face. “Good old days,” he mumbled to himself. His memories of the place were happy, but even in his memories, the cabin looked terrible. And the passing of time had not done it much justice.
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